Luyện nghe bài hát Ghoul Hunter

One night as I crept through the gates
Seeking out the cause of the mania
I bespied a ghastly sight, gave me quite a fright
The legendary Ghouls of
They moshing to and fro,
And at the moon, you know
Howling on a quest for human meat
I was to see a Ghoul
had both eyes pull out a tool
And chop the head from a body at his feet
My mind was as I watched the horrible carnage
They were the rotten corpse to the bone
I started to slowly away in horror
When the ground gave way beneath me and I fell into the
When I came to I was in darkness
There was a stench any I had ever smelled before
I reached out and the ground around me
And my hand went straight into a of gore!
Hunter!
You can bet your that you're going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just like the you are!
Hunter!
We'll your brain in a jelly jar!
As I was saying...
I lit a torch and to explore
The tunnels and wound for many miles
There were coffins jutting the walls and more
Burning bones, vats of guts, and in piles
I to a large room
And heard an echo in the
The of metal chilled my very bones
There riffs the beat the band,
drums I couldn't stand,
And the vocalists shocking tones
I made my way towards the
A crucifix clutched in my fist
And as I came to the torchlit
I saw the shambling getting pissed
spotted me and began to shriek and snort
My cover was blown, so I started to run mad
Digestor me to the floor
And then it started getting bad
Hunter!
You can bet your life that you're to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just like the you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle your in a jelly jar!

I was bound and gagged in the dining
by the funk of fetid breath
The quartet of maniacs hunched me
And forced me to to Anthrax and Megadeth
I in my restraints as they chortled with glee
they poked at me and sliced apart my cheek
My muffled pleading served to amuse them
As they expelled a noxious sort of reek
I wriggled out of my a bit
There was a struggle but I managed to
Ghoul is still out there, the graveyard
But I escaped and now I'm here to my tale
Hunter!
You can bet life that you're going to die!
Hunter!
eat you baked, boiled, or fried!
Hunter!
You'll look just the jerk you are!
Hunter!
We'll pickle your in a jelly jar!